“ And sometimes if I wantTo imagine I’m a lamb(Or a whole flockSpreading out all over the hillsideSo I can be a lot of happy things at the same time),It’s only because I feel what I write at sunset,Or w… Alberto Caeiro
“ I’m a keeper of flocks.The flock is my thoughtsAnd my thoughts are all sensations.I think with my eyes and with my earsAnd with my hands and feetAnd with my nose and mouth.Thinking about a flower is s… Alberto Caeiro
“ But if God is the flowers and the treesAnd the hills and the sun and the moonlight,Then I believe in him,Then I believe in him all the time,And my whole life is an oration and a mass,And a communion w… Alberto Caeiro
“ That thing over there was more there than it’s there!Yes, sometimes I cry about the perfect body that doesn’t exist.But the perfect body is the bodiest body there can be,And the rest are the dreams me… Alberto Caeiro
“ I love flowers for being flowers, directly.And I love trees for being trees without my thought. Alberto Caeiro
“ Nothing at all reminds us of something else when we pay attention to it.Each thing only reminds us of what it isAnd it’s only what nothing else is.The fact that it’s it separates it from every other t… Alberto Caeiro
“ On a whitely cloudy day I get sad, almost afraid,And I begin to meditate about problems I make up. Alberto Caeiro
“ I’d like to have enough time and quietTo think about absolutely nothing,To not ever feel myself living,To only know myself in others’ eyes, reflected. Alberto Caeiro
“ Now I sense the perfume of flowers like seeing a new thing.I know they smell just as well as I know I existed.They’re things known from the outside.But now I know with my breathing from the back of my… Alberto Caeiro
“ The river of my village doesn’t make you think about anything.When you’re at its bank you’re only at its bank. Alberto Caeiro
“ I don’t regret anything I was before because I still am.I only regret not having loved you.Put your hands in mineAnd let’s be quiet, surrounded by life. Alberto Caeiro
“ If I talk about her like she’s a beingIt’s because talking about her I need to use the language of menWhich gives personality to things,And imposes a name on things. Alberto Caeiro
“ Yes: I exist inside my body.I’m not carrying the sun and the moon in my pocket.I don’t want to conquer worlds because I slept badly,And I don’t want to eat the world for breakfast because I have a sto… Alberto Caeiro
“ Praise be to God I’m not good,And have the natural egotism of flowersAnd rivers following their bedPreoccupied without knowing itOnly with blooming and flowing.This is the only mission in the World,Th… Alberto Caeiro
“ What does this think about that?Nothing thinks about anything.Does the earth have consciousness of its stones and plants?If it did, it would be people. . .Why am I worrying about this?If I think about… Alberto Caeiro
“ If I die very young, hear this:I was never anything but a kid playing.I was a heathen like the sun and the water,I had the universal religion only people don’t have.I was happy because I didn’t ask fo… Alberto Caeiro
“ A kid thinking about fairy tales and believing in fairy talesActs like a sick god, but like a god.Because even though he affirms that what doesn’t exist exists,He knows things exist, that he exists,He… Alberto Caeiro
“ Things don’t have significance: they only have existence.Things are the only hidden meaning of things. Alberto Caeiro
“ And I find a happiness in the fact of accepting —In the sublimely scientific and difficult fact of accepting the inevitable natural. Alberto Caeiro
